Little Candy looked at Hua Xiaomo with a smile and said, "It's okay, Mom. Skipping Western food just once isn't a big deal. Chinese food is delicious too; it's just that there are some dishes I don't like, such as cabbage. Ugh, I really don't like cabbage, and I'm not very fond of some other green vegetables either. I also don't like meat. Mom's afraid of gaining weight, and I'm afraid of gaining weight too, so that's why I don't like meat."
Upon hearing this, Qi Longbing couldn't help but chuckle. He hadn't expected Little Candy to be willing to give up Western food for his sake. Yet, her declaration of not wanting to eat meat amused him somewhat. Isn't beef also meat?
Qi Longbing crouched down, took Little Candy's hand, and said with a smile, "Little Candy, you just said you don't like meat. But let Uncle tell you, the steak in Western cuisine is also made of meat. If you like steak so much, then how can you say you don't like meat?"
